Title: Secrets

Rating: M

Genre: Drama, family, hurt/comfort

Characters: mainly Jesse, but FH characters as well

Parings: Jesse/Becky, Stephanie/Steve

Summary: The sudden and unexpected death of DJ Tanner has got everybody wondering. Different points of views, clues and facts left, leading up to the death of DJ Tanner.

A/N: Hey all! How is everyone doing? So I know it's been a while since I've posted or updated on any of my stories here. But hey, here I am with a new story just for you all :) So, first things first, I must warn you, this story is going to be a lot, practically an emotional roller coaster. I've never written a story dealing with this particular issue or subject matter, so bare with me please. Some of you might not like this so I'm warning you now: if you don't like reading about sex or incest. Leave. Now. This is not the story for you. I love, love, love Full House! It's one of my favorite TV shows from the '90s, actually. I wrote this story, keeping in mind that these kinds of situations happen everyday, all the time. It's sad but true. Another warning: this might alter the way you watch the show after reading this, so if you want to keep the squeaky clean image of the Tanner family, then also leave. now. And, oh yes, Jesse and Becky do not have the twins. They're married, yes. But no twins. Sorry! So without any further adieu, enjoy lovely readers. :)

Also, apologies for OOCness, grammatical errors, etc.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Full House or its characters.

SETTING: Church Chapel

TIME: 8:30am

YEAR: 1995

"Ladies and gentlemen: We meet here today to honor and pay tribute to the life of Donna Jo Tanner, and to express our love and admiration for her. It's only natural that we should be sad today, because in a practical sense, this young, beautiful soul is no longer a part of our lives."

"We have come together from different places, and we are all at different stages on our journey through life. Our paths are varied and we look at life in different ways. But there is one thing we all have in common, at one point or another, and to some degree or other, our lives have been touched by the life of Donna Jo Tanner."

"And so this morning, we've put aside our usual daily activities for a while, and gathered here to give expression to the thoughts and feelings that well up in us at this time of loss and also because in one-way or another, Donna Jo Tanner's death affects us all."

"Today is also a day for memories, today will be remembered for many reasons, but mainly I hope it will be remembered by you all; as a very special day, a special day in which you shared some time with others; in order to pay your last respects; and to say both mentally and physically; a sad and fond farewell to a wonderful young lady, whom we were all so very privileged to have known."

"Also to try to bring some comfort to those of her family and friends who are here and have been deeply hurt by her sudden death. I know that today is a sad day, but I hope at the end of this farewell ceremony for Donna Jo, that you will feel glad that you took the opportunity to do some of your grieving in the presence of others who have known and loved her."

The Tanner family sits in the front row of the church, grief-stricken. Little Michelle sits closely to the left of her father as his arm is wrapped protectively around her small frame. She gazes up at her grieving father, no more than eight years of age, certainly too young to grasp the concept of death or that her elder sister's lifeless body lies in the redwood casket before her. She had heard of death many times whether it was at school, with her friends, or at home, mostly surrounding her mother.

She knew her mother had died and now DJ had died as well. It was as if the news hadn't really hit her yet. She knew her sister was gone, just like her mother, but it hadn't registered yet.

Seeing the pain and slight denial in her father's eyes pained her young heart, for she had never seen that look in his eye before.

As she leaned more into her father's embrace, she could feel his arm around her tighten, as if he was afraid to let her go.

Stephanie, sitting to the right of her father couldn't stop the rapid tears constantly flowing. She was sad and angry at the same time. The emotions building up inside just waiting to burst – but on the outside, all that came out were tears. She couldn't believe her big sister was gone…forever. The one she loved and looked up to. The one she used to bug all the time.

Why did this have to happen? She thought angrily. Why to my sister? Why to DJ? Why did she do it? Didn't she care about me or Michelle or about what would happen to the rest of us when she decided to suddenly end her life? Why did she have to be so selfish!

Stephanie didn't want to be so angry and resentful towards her deceased elder sister, but she couldn't help but feel like DJ had left her all alone to fend for herself.

And then it suddenly dawned on to Stephanie that she would no longer be able to spy on DJ or sneak into her secret hiding place and read her diary. She no longer had someone she could go and tell all her problems to. Sure she still had her father, Joey, and Uncle Jesse. But it never replaced the bonding of a sister ship that she and DJ had shared.

Stephanie's eyes were now red and puffy, due to all the excessive nonstop crying she had been doing since she found out about her elder sister's death.

Joey, sitting beside her to his left, pulled young Stephanie in and let her sob into his chest. He could careless that his suit and tie could possibly be ruined by the tear stricken girl beside him.

DJ's death came out a total left field and left Joey heartbroken and in complete disturbance over it. Over the years, DJ, Stephanie and Michelle became more to him than his best friend's kids. They had become like his family – the family he never had. So the death of DJ knocked him off his feet. He tried desperately to blink away the tears that began to form as he gently rubbed Stephanie's back as it moved up and down, due to her heavy breathing and sniveling. He felt terrible for Stephanie, she had been crying for days now nonstop. He didn't blame her at all. Joey did a side eye glance at his best friend; he could only imagine the pain and brokenness he was feeling.

Joey was determined that he would be there for his best friend in this dark time no matter what. He was going to be there. He was going to be there for not only him, but for Stephanie, Michelle and Jesse.

Danny stared blankly at the sermon as he continued to speak positive and motivating words. Tears filled his tear stricken eyes. He couldn't believe where he was and what was happening at the moment. It was like an out of body experience. Or like a horrible, horrible nightmare and any moment he'd wake up and go kiss his eldest daughter good morning as usually did with his girls.

But it wasn't a dream – a nightmare maybe. But this nightmare was his new reality.

A life without DJ was an impossible task and Danny wasn't sure he could do it. He blinked and felt a tear escape. He didn't bother wiping it. He looked down and sees his youngest daughter's big blue eyes stare into his with the pure look of innocence. He tried to smile but it quickly fell short. He just leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He slightly turned his head to his left and seen his second eldest daughter in the arms of Joey grieve and whimper in his chest. He knew Stephanie had taken DJ's death especially hard. It broke his heart that he seen a look of pain in her eyes that should never be seen in a fifteen-year-old. It hurt because he knew it was nothing he could do about it, but clasps her close and be there for her whenever she needs him.

The Tanner family sat there, in complete sorrow and despair. All wishing this was some type of nightmare they'd all somehow awaken from – but sadly it wasn't and that realization only cut them each deeper to the core.

If only they could have their beautiful, bubbly and energetic Donna Jo back.